Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Emerging from the Land of Stillness, Zhang Yuanjing arrived at the foot of a mountain range.

The towering mountains resembled fingers pointing straight into the sky. Hazy rays of sunlight painted the entire mountain with breathtaking scenery. Robust pine trees dripped with morning dew. Amidst the lush green leaves, pavilions and palaces were scattered everywhere. Vermilion balustrades and jade railings, painted beams and carved eaves were all visible.

White jade stone steps, embraced by verdant bamboo, resembled a jade belt extending from the mountain's foot all the way up, disappearing into the dense clouds above the mountainside.

Standing on the first step, Zhang Yuanjing looked at the surrounding scenery filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers, and couldn't help but be lost in thought.

When parting with the middle-aged man, Zhang Yuanjing had wanted to ask about the layout inside the tomb, but the middle-aged man refused to say anything more, only saying that once inside, one could only keep moving forward, otherwise there would be no way to leave.

However, he finally said something extremely cautionary: this place is the opportunity for cultivators, and cultivators are also the opportunity for this place.

These words were like a thunderclap, sweeping away the accumulated mysteries in his mind.

He had a conjecture: King Xue Shen built this tomb not really to leave opportunities for future generations, but to use extremely profound methods to allow spiritual treasures to come into contact with, communicate with, and even compete with cultivators, thereby helping these seven spiritual treasures temper their spiritual consciousness and advance to become innate spiritual treasures as soon as possible, or even supernatural spiritual treasures.

That middle-aged man was most likely created by the spiritual treasure called the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Bell, used to entrust a wisp of its divine thought.

Because it had existed alone for a long time, it had also given birth to some dark consciousness, which was why it had been lenient and guided Zhang Yuanjing.

However, when one day, the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Bell's spiritual consciousness felt that the separated divine thought had the possibility of being alienated, it would take it back in one fell swoop, and then reassign another one.

Zhang Yuanjing had seen the behavior of the Hou Tu Transformation Cauldron, and naturally knew that even if someone refined the top-grade magical treasures corresponding to those seven spiritual treasures, it would be impossible to lure these spiritual treasures out and take them away.

Because, if they already had a higher spiritual consciousness, they would never think of recognizing a master again, but would only use the entering cultivators to continuously improve their spiritual consciousness level, until one day they completely reached the height of cultivators of the same rank, then they could control their own destiny and no longer have to worship a certain cultivator as their master.

Unless the spiritual consciousness of a spiritual treasure is still at a lower level, it can become an opportunity for cultivators. However, judging from the existing experiences, this possibility is not high.

Therefore, he made up his mind to only refine a low-grade Evil-warding Umbrella, relying on it to leave the tomb, and never have any thoughts about the seven spiritual treasures.

He climbed up the steps, gradually reaching the mountainside, entering the clouds and mist, and a feeling of being in a wonderful realm arose spontaneously.

He couldn't help but think of that year, when he also climbed the True One Peak of Tianque Mountain in this way, going to Hanling Hall to meet Wu Yuankui. The past events were vivid in his mind, the scenery of the old days could still be found, but the old friend was no longer there.

During his reverie, the surrounding clouds and mist gradually dispersed, and a pavilion revealed its eaves from among the green trees and leaves, with the towering peak behind it. The extremely familiar scene gave him a sense of being in another world.

A stone path ran through the dense forest, leading directly to the foot of the mountain wall and behind the trees.

Every plant and tree was exactly the same as in his memory. This was the path to Hanling Hall.

He stared blankly at this path that he had walked countless times, knowing that it was an illusion born from his heart, but he also had some expectations.

He suddenly smiled, raised his foot and walked along the stone path into the forest.

Sucking in the fresh air of the forest and grass, he slowly walked through the dense forest adorned with fairy duhua flowers, and arrived at the not-so-magnificent, even slightly shabby palace.

There was no Lin Yuancang, nor Wu Yuankui's familiar voice.

However, as soon as he had the thought, an extremely familiar figure came out of the palace to greet him.

"Yuanjing is here, the Sect Leader invites you," Lin Yuancang said with a smile.

Zhang Yuanjing nodded, without saying anything more. Although this person looked like Lin Yuancang, he did not have his temperament.

All of this was obviously just an illusion created by a certain spiritual treasure.

Walking into the hall, a slightly lazy cultivator leaned against the throne, pondering some problem.

Seeing Zhang Yuanjing come in, he casually said, "Yuanjing, your cultivation is still stagnant, have you found the reason?"

Zhang Yuanjing trembled all over, staring at the person on the throne. His appearance and expression were exactly the same as in his memory, and even the tone and content of his speech were exactly the same as when he had met Wu Yuankui once.

Of course, he knew that these were all illusions. However, he was unwilling to expose it, and would rather be deceived by it, even if it was just for a moment longer.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I cultivate diligently every day, and you have also given me a lot of Gathering Spirit Powder, but my progress is just not fast. Junior Brother doesn't know where the problem lies," Zhang Yuanjing said with a face full of shame, which was completely consistent with that previous meeting.

However, it was not that he was pretending to be like this, but that he really felt like this, even though he was already a Core Formation cultivator, he still felt unspeakable shame when facing Wu Yuankui in his memory.

Wu Yuankui "hmm"ed, without blaming him, but comforting him, "Cultivation has always been a personal matter, I can give you a few ideas, but whether it succeeds or not is still up to you. Everyone has their own path, and my ideas may not necessarily be suitable for you.

"Aptitude is one reason, but not the whole reason, the key is that you must have confidence. I have always felt that for us cultivators, belief is very important. If you firmly believe that you can succeed, and you have no shortage of cultivation methods, no shortage of elixirs, no shortage of diligence, and no shortage of guidance, you will definitely be able to push your cultivation up.

"Don't always think that even if you enter the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, it will only extend your life by twenty years, and it is impossible to advance to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. If that is the case, how can you succeed!

"Our cultivation is all about breaking through small realms one by one. Only by breaking through the previous realm can we think about the next realm. For the previous realm, be determined and go all out. Even if you break through at the last moment of your lifespan, it is still a success.

"Every time you enter a new realm, there will be new opportunities. Don't think that you can't succeed until the last moment. In the world of cultivation, there are also people who break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in a hundred years, and break through the late stage and Great Perfection bottleneck in twenty years..."

Zhang Yuanjing listened silently.

These words were deeply hidden in his mind, and he had never forgotten them. They were "selected" from Wu Yuankui's many conversations with him, gathered together, and said all at once.

This was certainly not something that the spiritual treasure could know, but Zhang Yuanjing used the illusion it arranged to show it himself.

He just wanted to use this to commemorate Senior Brother Wu, and also cooperate with the spiritual treasure to satisfy its need to understand the cultivator's obsession.

After "Wu Yuankui" eloquently repeated some of his memories three or five times, and after the obsession in his heart became more firm and indestructible.

He smiled and said to "Wu Yuankui", "Senior Brother, I will definitely find you! I hope that at that time, you will not have soared up and left me far behind, but still let Junior Brother be able to catch a glimpse of your back!"

"Wu Yuankui" was stunned, then smiled strangely, and burst like a bubble, along with Hanling Hall and True One Peak, disappearing without a trace.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanjing returned to the hall with a circle of stone pillars.